Early-years theatre is one of the great triumphs of the current British stage, with companies such as ­Fevered Sleep, Theatre-Rites and Oily Cart ­proving that age is no barrier to creating wildly ­imaginative work that appeals to both children and adults. Play, rather than the play, is at the heart of these efforts, and this latest dance-theatre piece for the over-twos from ­Travelling Light bursts with a ­heightened sense of fun.

Like Fevered Sleep's The Forest, this is a show that is always abstract. It may follow the seasons, from the ­bursting green shoots of spring through to the iciness of winter, but it is all about ­feelings rather than facts. It is rather like watching thought-association in a ­physical manifestation, or having that tingly feeling you get in your toes on a cold day translated into movement. And at times it is just like feeling the warm rays of summer sun on your face.

Conceived by director Sally Cookson, this charming show is executed with wit by Laura Street and Lucy Tuck, whose relationship – often friendly if ­occasionally a little sticky – is ­beautifully mediated through Peter Judge's score and Champloo's choreography. It is as if the entire show is sensed as much as watched, although there is plenty of visual appeal – from the wibbly-wobbly shoots of spring to the blooming ­flowers. At one point the friends find themselves in a field full of menacing sheep and escape by galloping away on horses. This company understands that ­creating theatre for the very young is like playing a game, but one that you must play every second of as if it's real.